I’m good at my job.

Today after Abby’s bath I was doing the usual cleanup of bath-time aftermath…

…tangled hair

…wet towels

…dirty clothes

As I was coming out of Abby’s bedroom, she peered around the corner at me from the kitchen.

With a look.

THAT look.

The look all moms know means that the child is up to no good.

So I asked her, “what are you doing?” and the guilty look turned to indecisiveness. Then she said “in here” and pointed to the one cabinet in our kitchen that doesn’t have a child latch on it. So I surmised she had been poking around in the cabinet even though she knows she is not supposed to.

I told her “stay out of the cabinet, mommy has to go potty.”

And she stopped and looked at me. Just stared. So I turned to go down the hallway and quickly turned back to find her opening the cabinet.

I said “no, stay out of the cabinet.”

The little 27.7 lb two-year old person then proceeded to push me into the hallway, pointed down the hall and said “potty mommy, go potty.” She reinforced her pointing finger by shaking it at me and repeated “go potty mommy.”

I tried to hold back the laughter, but it was HARD.

Not being born yesterday, I pretended to turn away, and turned back again and she had gone into the kitchen, but was peeking at me from around the corner. Obviously waiting for me to go out of sight so she could go back in the cabinet. So I turned the corner, heard her little feety pajamas shuffle across the kitchen floor and I went back into the kitchen and caught her in the act.

About Kim

Kim is a Chicago native who currently lives in Northwest Indiana with her husband, two children, and three dogs. She is a Licensed Architect but left the corporate world to pursue a creative endeavor that would allow her to be home with her children.